Lord Erestor's Surprising Day

Title: Lord Erestor's Surprising Day
Disclaimer: I own nothing
A/N: Well, since a lot of you took the time to read my little story, here is the next part. Hope you like it!
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Tenar10r: thank you so much for you review! And yes, I know; I am in desperate need of a beta reader. My "Spelling and Grammar" button is definitely not enough. I re-read myself 5 times for this chapter to try to make it better. :-)
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Chapter 2

It took only seconds to Erestor to form a plan.

-I think that you and I need a bath to get rid of all this oil, he said.

Melpomaen's face lighted up instantly.

-Of course, my lord.

-But first, we have to get up. I believe the best idea is for you to take off your robe so we can use it to absorb the oil and to protect us from the glass.

-That is a wonderful idea.

Melpomaen got up on his knees, and then sat on his heels. He reached for the clasp of his robe, opened it and slowly began to unbuttoned it. His eyes never left Erestor’s during the process. He was making a show out of it, now that he knew Erestor was interested. When all the buttons were undone, Mel let the garment slid of his shoulders. He was now clothed only in tunic and breeches

-Good, said Erestor in a lower tone of voice than usual. Now spread it on the floor.

So did Melpomaen and he took special care to collect all bits of broken glass underneath the tissue. Both of them were finally able to get up and they made their way carefully toward the bath. Erestor prepared it for both of them while watching Mel undress completely. And he very much liked what he saw.

Melpomaen's skin was the color of fresh cream. It was glistening under the rays of Anor but that was probably because of the oil. His body was slim but finely muscled, not unlike that of an archer. In fact, Erestor knew that Mel used to take archery lessons a while back, as a hobby outside of the library. He was suddenly overwhelmed with the desire to touch that young body; that glowing skin; to kiss, licks, and bite and... Erestor forced himself out of this line of thought for fear of founding his release before getting into the bathtub with the object of his desire.

Melpomaen saw the effect he had on Erestor and was very pleased. He could not wait to get in that darn bath and help his superior to get rid of all this oil. He wanted so much to bury his hands and his face in the dark tresses. Erestor's hair was very appealing to him; never before had he seen it unbound like this. He wanted to feel it on his body while he would be down on his knees, pleasuring the older elf with his mouth. That thought made him shiver. His cock was already so hard, and weeping. It was time they both get in that damned tub.

Erestor went in first and invited Mel to follow. The water was warm and felt good on their skin. For a moment, they enjoyed the simple pleasure of a relaxing bath; splashing water onto themselves, wetting their hair. Elves hated being dirty and they all had in common the absolute love of bathing. It was also why they developed a wide variety of scented oils and soap cakes. In fact, no one was ever able to tell that they have met a smelly dirty elf. Theses words simply did not match together.

Erestor, after wetting his hair, looked at Mel and seeing that the younger elf had followed every movement he had made, asked him:

-Would you like to help me to clean my hair?

Melpomaen was beside him in a second.

-I would like that very much, he murmured.

-Then feel free to do so.

He did not need to be told twice. Mel chose a soap cake with a very mild odor. They did not need any more fragrance. He began by forming a rich lather in his hands, and then he applied it to Erestor's skull. He massaged it carefully into his hair, making sure that every trace of oil would be gone when he finished. Erestor relaxed completely under the expert hands of his assistant. It felt so good to be taken care of. His eyes were closed and he almost purred under the sensation. And it was no surprise to him when he felt soft lips lightly touching his.

Erestor thought for a moment that he had imagined the shy kiss. However, the delectable mouth pressed on his again, a bit more insistently. He responded by slightly opening his lips, an invitation to a more intimate exploration. But the kiss broke suddenly. The lost contact forced Erestor to open his eyes. Melpomaen’s face was so close to his that he was feeling the young elf’s breathe on him. He looked almost... scared.

-I have been wanting this for so long, my lord. To be able to touch you with my hands, my mouth...I want to pleasure you; I want it so much. Will you really let me do it?

-There is nothing I want more, answered Erestor before claiming Mel’s mouth violently.

Melpomaen took his time and explored Erestor’s mouth thoroughly. He kissed him until the older elf’s lips became dark red and swollen. He then moved his lips to Erestor’s left cheek, licking the skin and kissing his way to the perfectly shaped ear. He sucked at the lobe, biting it lightly until it too was swollen. With the tip of his tongue, he traced the curb of the delicate ear and took the pointed end in his mouth, teasing it until Erestor moaned and shivered. Mel treated the other ear with the exact same care and then kissed Erestor once more, not having enough of those lips.

As he moved down on his neck, Erestor pulled back a bit to make room to that talented mouth. The same mouth that was now wrapped around a berry-red nipple, giving it a tongue massage that made him hiss of pleasure. However, when Mel’s other hand sneaked up and captured the other nipple, pinching it softly; Erestor could not decide what he enjoyed most between pleasure and pain. His senses were rapidly becoming overloaded under such a wonderful attack. Just when he thought it could not get better, Mel began his agonizingly slow descent down his abdomen.

The young elf took his sweet time to get to know every inch of Erestor’s skin. It was almost as if he was making a map in is head, taking notice of taste and texture. He played with Erestor’s navel, darting his tongue inside as if it was a very small mouth he was kissing. The Advisor panted and moaned aloud, raising his hips as if he wanted to guide Mel in a certain direction. However, Mel was having none of it, leaving the abused navel to kiss and licked the skin above the hipbone. Erestor’s cock was so hard that it was beginning to be painful. He desperately wanted to be buried in that mouth.

-Mel, please...

Melpomaen looked up and saw the most beautiful thing in the world: Erestor, his face flushed and his eyes clouded with desire. He smiled at that picture and began kissing his way to the erect member.

He gave a little lick with the tip of his tongue just under the engorged, mushroom like head of the cock and that alone was enough to make Erestor jump. Mel decided he was done with teasing, he wanted to taste him and he wanted it now. He wrapped his hand around the hard shaft and closed his mouth on the head. He began pumping it, each time descending lower and lower on the cock until finally, his nose rested in the soft hair around it. The smell of Erestor, the taste of him was unlike anything Mel had known before. He began working his lips, his tongue, and his very throat around the member. He wanted to taste his essence and he wasn't stopping until Erestor came in his mouth.

It took all of Erestor's will power to control his need to trust into that warm, wet cavern. He though” Blessed Valar, the little imp knows what he is doing". He felt as thought his very bone marrow was being suck through his cock. He realized that his release was coming fast; his muscles were already tightening and he was panting heavily. Although it would feel great to come in that maddening mouth, Erestor wanted to see if the other orifice of Melpomaen's body was as delicious as this one. He tried to stop him before it was too late.

-Mel...stop...not that...way.

But Mel acted as he had not heard. He kept sucking and licking with even more vigor if that was possible.

-Please Mel...stop; I cannot hold... much longer...

The only thing he got for his efforts was that Melpomaen raised his hand and lifting the heavy sac with the palm, he used two fingers to massage the skin between balls and anus. Erestor screamed, unable to stop the pleasure and he came; shooting his warm cum down Mel's throat. And while vague after vague of pleasure rushed through him, he was being thoroughly clean by Mel, who thought he had never tasted something as wonderful as this. When he was done, he sat back at the end of the bathtub and watched Erestor trying to regain his composure. And when he was sure Erestor would be able to understand what he was saying:

-I have been a bad elf, he said.

-What?

-I have been a bad elf; you told me to stop and I did not.

Erestor looked at him. He was not sure to where this was leading. But he had an idea.

-Yes, you have been a very bad elf. Understand me; it felt wonderful but this is not how I wanted to find my pleasure. What should I do with you?

-I need to be punished as bad elves are.

Erestor smiled. His young assistant was definitely being full of surprises.

Tbc...